The classes always seemed longer now. Probably because she didn't have anyone to distract her…

Contrary to popular belief, the Ravenclaw common room is almost the furthest from tidy. The room itself is almost regal looking, the ceilings are high, white walls end at a gold trim that leads to a mural of the night sky, bookshelves stretching higher than even the ladder attached can reach (a plus to magic is having more space for books), beautiful, tall, arched windows, along with a single extra-long blue couch, armchairs near the windows, each with a side table, a white piano, and circular tables, each with for blue and gold chairs. Along with all the pictures, tapestries and other trinkets to emphasize their house pride, including, of course, an intricate and detailed statue of Lady Rowena Ravenclaw herself.
However within a few days of the last tidying; books, papers, quills, glasses, scriptures, and the odd wand or two, are strewn about the room. Amidst the mess it's common to find the odd Ravenclaw, asleep, be it the wee hours of the morning, the late hours of night, or when the sun is bright in the sky.
Jane's sleeping form was curled into the soft cushion of one of the blue and silver regal-looking reading chairs, a now cold cup of hot chocolate on a place holder on the wooden side table beside her, and a book in her lap. Her glasses had slid off at some point and her hair was a mess. This is likely how Xenophilius found her the morning classes started.

"G'mornin'," Jane mumbled tiredly, blinking multiple times before she could confirm that it was Xeno sitting beside her and staring distractedly at something or other. "Have we missed many classes yet?"

"Hm," Xeno gave her a wistful smile, "No, we're the only ones awake, aside from the Nifflers, but they're not allowed inside the school."

"I haven't seen them since I've gotten back," the girl realized quietly, "I suppose a visit to Hagrid's is a bit overdue as well. I think I may go tonight, would you like to join me?"

"Tonight won't serve as a good time for visiting," the pale boy informed her in his all-knowing way that brought a small smile to Jane's face despite her concern.

"No?"

"Hm?"

Sometimes Jane wondered if even Xenophilius knew what he himself had said. She shook her head and stood, leaning up to stretch, "I'll be right back down and then we can go to breakfast." He nodded in reply having already picked up her discarded book.

True to her word Jane changed out of her slept-in clothes quickly, quietly as well to ensure she didn't wake her sleeping roommates, and was back down stairs in minutes.

"Jane?"

"Yes, Xeno?"

"I think I may publish a magazine."

Jane looked at her friend with curiosity, as always he retained a faraway look in his eyes but he was smiling, "Like 'The Prophet'?"

"No, no," Xeno corrected, shaking his head, "I'd prefer to write something more truthful."

The raven-haired girl laughed lightly, she should have known, "And what would you call it?"

"I'm not sure yet," Xeno conceded, "I may need help working out the details."

"What about 'Quibbler'? You'll be arguing and contradicting many things, it's rather fitting."

"That sounds silly," the blonde stated, his small smile growing wider, "What about Nargles Experience?"

"No." Jane shook her head vehemently, "If you name it that I will disown you as a friend, and as the future Godmother of your children."

"I don't remember asking you to be the Godmother of my future children," Xenophilius stated in a dreamy tone, his head tilted to the side and his eyes glowing as if he could just see it, "Though I do believe it would be nice. To have a family."

Jane didn't get a chance to comment as another joined the pair, "Children? Xeno-Son-of-a-God, did you get Pandora pregnant already?"

"Son of God… , is that what –filius means in Latin?" Xeno wondered.

"Can I be the Godfather?" Kai questioned with a grin, hooking his arm around Jane's.

"Of course," Jane replied in place of Xeno, "After all by that point we'll be married, so it would only make sense."

"Of course," Kai parroted, "The wedding will be in spring, on an island."

Jane grinned and pecked her friend on the cheek, "How are you this morning, Hatoshi?"

"Bloody fantastic," Kai replied sarcastically, "That's why I'm awake at this god-awful hour."

"What's keeping you up?"

"Same thing as always," Kai murmured, quickly clearing his throat and tugging at his hood to keep it over his head, "The beds are just too damn soft."

Jane gave him a last inquisitive glance before she let it drop, conveniently at the time they entered the Grand Hall.

It wasn't evident to Jane how much she had missed Hogwarts until she was back in the classrooms. Perhaps they were the same subjects, but learning the same things anywhere else hadn't felt right. Arithmacy was her first class of the day, and she had been happily greeted by the same professor that had taught her before she left, Septima Vector. A strict witch, but to those that followed her rules, she could be quiet kind. Of course, anything to do with the other Potter seemed to put her in a bad mood, Jane made a note to find out just what her brother had been up to.

Her Potions class was of course where things always got interesting, this year her class of Ravenclaws had been paired up with a handful of Gryffindors including; James, Remus, Peter, Sirius, Lily, and Kennedy.

None had gotten ten steps into the room before Slughorn spoke, "Ah, I'm afraid that due to a few events," no one missed that he looked directly at the self named Marauders, "We will have to have a bit of a 'seating plan'. Now just wait until you hear your name, and sit with your partner. There will be no switching, or trading, now, alright?"

It really wasn't a question but Jane nodded with multiple other Ravenclaws even so, and waited as he began spouting names. Slowly but surely the method of aversion chosen gave Jane the subtle hint that Professor Slughorn had no idea what he was doing. Dante had been paired with Remus, which really wasn't that bad, Peter with Dorcus, poor girl Jane winced with the knowledge of her quiet friend's dislike of the boy, Kennedy and Pandora, Emmeline and Marlene, was he trying to start a war?, James and Lily, the answer is yes. And last but hardly least, Sirius and Jane.

However, aside from the seating plan the class was normal, excluding Sirius and James yelling at each other across the room—no, that was actually normal as well.

D.A.D.A, Transfiguration, Art, Muggle Studies, Divination, her intense lack of skill had convinced Jane to drop Charms, Flitwick had been quick to reassure her it was alright by him. The rest of her day had gone by quickly, before she knew it she was wandering the halls of the castle with her nose in a book.

"Run!"

A strange mixture of swears greeted Jane after the slightly muffled instruction as four familiar boys rounded a corner straight into her. She took them each in quickly, Peter looked like he was having a ball, Remus looked like he was suddenly regretted a multitude of choices, Sirius looked confident, and her brother looked guilty.

With a sigh she shook her head and spoke, stepping out of the way, "This hallway ends to the right, the left will likely lead you to the Slytherin Common Room, unless you take the first set of stairs, then split up, go through different corridors."

"And you're just going to stand here and get blamed for it?" Remus questioned, letting Sirius and James grab her wrists, and then the five were running again. Jane led them through the motions, up the stairs, and shit—she hadn't accounted for five people, there were four corridors, but the others had continued without a thought. Hearing whoever they had pissed off following them up the stairs Jane muttered curses under her breath and dashed down the hall to her right, she knew her steps were likely overheard by whoever led the pursuit.

"Sirius," she called, recognizing the tall, shaggy haired, boy in front of her. He stopped fast enough for her to catch up to him within a few steps, of course the one time she needed a door, or anything to hide behind, the hall was empty. Her eyes landed back on Sirius and she swore, "If you ever speak of this I will end you."

He didn't have enough time to ask what 'this' was before it became very clear. Jane pressed her lips to his, her hands on his shoulders pushing him back to the wall, he reacted almost on reflex, moving his lips against her and letting his hands fall to her hips. She tugged lightly on his lip with her teeth and was quickly met by a low sound from Sirius' throat, one hand remained on his shoulder as the other moved to allow them closer, deepening the kiss. In the background Jane registered the sound of passersby slowing from their jog before speeding up enough to quickly exit the hallway.

The second their steps faded she stepped back, adjusting her shirt and fixing her hair, the only proof of any kiss was the state of Sirius' appearance, but no one would think twice of that, it wasn't exactly new.

"Have a nice evening, Black," she stated, lifting her hand in a goodbye and intending to return the way she had come. A hand on her arm stopped her, and she turned to see Sirius' confident smirk.

"I've been told it's rude to snog-and-run," he informed her.

Jane rolled her eyes and informed him of her reasoning, "It was barely a snog, Black, public displays of affection make people uncomfortable, it was an aversion method. We wouldn't have been able to out-run them." She would have continued, if it wasn't for a pair of lips stopping her, Sirius initiated the kiss this time and though she wasn't necessarily against it, she didn't like having her back to the wall. She never removed her lips as she stepped forward, unbalancing the taller of the pair enough to swing them around, she flicked her tongue out in victory, utterly surprised when he took the chance to nip at it. A scoff escaped her mouth before she pressed her lips against the side of his mouth, moving down his jaw, she nipped right back and this time Sirius let out a huff. His hand moved to her chin, leading her lips back to his and taking control of the kiss, Jane gave half a laugh, the other half taken by Sirius, she suspected he wasn't very used to this. Not the snogging, she was well aware he had quite a bit of experience in that department, but Jane was never one to simply let someone kiss her, there was always a fight for dominance.
Her attention snapped back into focus, as a warm hand brushed over the scar on her shoulder. She stepped back again, "If I'm not mistaken, my dear brother is likely concocting some not thought out plan to rescue you from whoever was chasing you all."

"You know, Love, most girls I snog don't mention their brothers right after," Sirius noted, "Or at all."

"Most girls aren't your best mate's sister," Jane countered, with a nod of her head she turned around again, calling over her shoulder before she rounded the corner, "And let's not forget I kissed you first."

She could have sworn she heard him mutter something along the lines of, 'that you did'.

"Hey."

Jane rolled her eyes and continued practicing.

"Hey," this time he kicked her chair, "Hey, Potter." She huffed to avoid laughing. "Poootter~" He practically sang it, "Otter Pot. Jane. Jane. Janey."

Finally she turned in her seat abruptly, "What?"

"We should kiss more," he replied, cheeky grin and all.

Jane would love to say she leveled him with a glare... but her attempted glare was very far off target and she broke into a smile. "Honestly, George, why do I put up with you?"

"Because then -and these are your own words- you don't have to deal with making friends."

"I did not say that!"

"Okay maybe not exactly that," George admitted, "But something along those lines." Jane scoffed and his grin returned in full force, "Come on, Janey! Let's do something fun!"

"This is-" Jane started, George quickly cutting her off,

"Not fun, don't you dare say this is fun. You're literally watching a tree grow, Potter."

"Fine." She finally conceded, "What did you have in mind?"

His grin spread from ear-to-ear, "This is going to be fan-tas-tic!"

Jane bolted up breathless, the nightmares were back and- oh god, she dashed to the bathroom before her stomach emptied itself on the floor.

well look at this mess, i had a fantastic three chapters finished and they are gone so this is what i have for you, i might put in a filler for the next chapter, or just jump right into everything, or have a little side arc, i dont know

thoughts?